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  • #1
    Sarah J. Maas
    “In the garden, the Captain of the Guard stared up at the young woman's balcony, watching as she waltzed alone, lost in her dreams. But he knew her thoughts weren't of him.

    She stopped and stared upward. Even from a distance, he could see the blush upon her cheeks. She seemed young—no, new. It made his chest ache.

    Still, he watched, watched until she sighed and went inside. She never bothered to look below.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #2
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Of course." He picked up the brown bag of candy on the table. "What's your . . ." He trailed off as he weighed the bag in his hands. "Didn't I give you three pounds of candy?"
    She smiled impishly.
    "You ate half the bag!"
    "Was I supposed to save it?"
    "I would have liked some!"
    "You never told me that."
    "Because I didn't expect you to consume all of it before breakfast!"
    She snatched the bag from him and put it on the table. "Well, that just shows poor judgement on your part, doesn't it?”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #3
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I name you Elentiya." She kissed the assassin's brow. "I give you this name to use with honour, to use when other names grow too heavy. I name you Elentiya, 'Spirit That Could Not Be Broken.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #4
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #5
    Sarah J. Maas
    “How long was I asleep?" she whispered. He didn't respond.
    "How long was I asleep?" she asked again, and noticed a hint of red in his cheeks.
    "You were asleep, too?"
    "Until you began drooling on my shoulder.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #6
    Sarah J. Maas
    “My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name's Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #7
    Sarah J. Maas
    “No. I can survive well enough on my own— if given the proper reading material.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #8
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You could rattle the stars," she whispered. "You could do anything, if only you dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #9
    Sarah J. Maas
    “With each day he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one afternoon sleeping with her face in the middle of a book, because he knew that she would win.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #10
    Sarah J. Maas
    “As my friend, you should either bring me along, or keep me company."
    "Friend?" he asked.
    She blushed. "Well, 'scowling escort' is a better description. Or 'reluctant acquaintance', if you prefer.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #11
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Celaena," Chaol said gently. And then she heard the scraping noise as his hand came into view, sliding across the flagstones. His fingertips stopped just at the edge of the white line. "Celaena," he breathed, his voice laced with pain—and hope. This was all she had left—his outstretched hand, and the promise of hope, of something better waiting on the other side of the line.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #12
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You have the skills,” Chaol said, “but some of your moves are still undisciplined.”
    “That’s never stopped me from killing before,” she spat.
    Chaol chuckled at her agitation and pointed his sword at the rack, allowing her to get to her feet.
    “Pick another—something different. Make it interesting, too. Something that will make me sweat, please.”
    “You’ll be sweating when I skin you alive and squish your eyeballs beneath my feet,” she muttered, picking up the rapier.
    “That’s the spirit.”
    She practically threw the rapier into place, and drew the hunting knives without hesitation.
    My dear old friends.
    A wicked smile spread across her face.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #13
    Ashley Poston
    “It’s hard to explain that to someone who doesn’t read, or who has never felt their heart bend so strongly toward a story that it might just snap in two. Some books are a comfort, some a reprieve, others a vacation, a lesson, a heartbreak. I’d met countless stories by the time I read a book that changed my life.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #14
    Ashley Poston
    “Love was tricking yourself into doing something you didn't want to do, because you loved the person who did.
    Love was a bunch of small things that added up to bigger things.
    Love was feeling valued. And accepted.
    Just the way you were.
    It was never feeling too much, or not enough, even though often you were both, because Love loved you anyway. Not in spite of it, but because of it.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story
    tags: love

  • #15
    Ashley Poston
    “SOMETIMES, A BOOK CAN change your life. It’s hard to explain that to someone who doesn’t read, or who has never felt their heart bend so strongly toward a story that it might just snap in two. Some books are a comfort, some a reprieve, others a vacation, a lesson, a heartbreak.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #16
    Ashley Poston
    “Sometimes, that’s how it happens. Sometimes your favorite book just hits you out of the blue like a bolt of lightning.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #17
    Ashley Poston
    “It wasn’t the end that mattered, but every word leading up to it.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #18
    Ashley Poston
    “I want a first chapter, and a second and a third—those long chapters, you know, the ones you have to take a break from halfway through. I want all of it, not just the end.” He looked down at my hands, and took them in his, and squeezed them tightly. “And I want it with you.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #19
    Ashley Poston
    “I love you,” he repeated. “I love the way your mouth always slides into a smile, even when no one’s looking. I love the way you go out of your way for people you’ve barely met. I love how your hair always curls right here, at the nape of your neck”—and he ran his fingers along the side of my neck. “And I love how you make me want to see the world in color, and I love how I feel when I’m with you. And maybe we won’t work out, but maybe we will—and I’ll run across cities, and I’ll show up with boom boxes outside your window, and I’ll meet you at the tops of buildings, and I’ll kiss you in the rain just to remind you that you’re worth every moment.” He bent and kissed my cheeks, and I realized that he had kissed the tears off them. I was crying, and I couldn’t stop.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #20
    Ashley Poston
    “If you loved something—someone—sometimes you had to let them go. And if they loved you, too, they’d come back. Love—true love—always came back.”
    Ashley Poston, A Novel Love Story

  • #21
    Sarah Rees Brennan
    “She curled her fingers in under the blood-slick straps of his armour.
    His cracked leather gloves caught on her hair.
    'You don’t have to kill if you don’t like it,' Key promised. 'I’ll kill them for you.'
    'Kill who?'
    Against her hair, she felt his mouth curve. 'Everyone.”
    Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil

  • #22
    Sarah Rees Brennan
    “Finding your favourite character was discovering a soul made of words that spoke to your own”
    Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil

  • #23
    Sarah Rees Brennan
    “Consider this. A witch who curses you is just telling the future you don’t want to hear.”
    Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil



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